Notice God's unutterable waste of saints, according to the judgment of the world. God plants His saints in the most useless places. We say - God intends me to be here because I am so useful. Jesus never estimated His life along the line of the greatest use. God puts His saints where they will glorify Him, and we are no judges at all of where that is. ~Oswald Chambers, My Utmost For His Highest, August 10

Thursday, November 16, 2006

What I Want To Be When I Grow Up


My kids were talking to their Papa and Nana the other day. Meg (five years old) says, "Nana, when I grow up, I'm going to be a missionary to India."

Israel (four years old) says, "Well, Nana, when I grow up I can cut your hair, because I'm going to be a barber."

Luc (almost three years old) says, "When I grow up I'm going to be a horse."

Did he mean a cowboy? Nope, he meant that he will be a horse.
Yours for Souls, at
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